Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 8

All the way to the south, the more we went south, the colder it became. Fortunately, an old beggar begged for a coat from a family member's house.

When the two went to Caozhou, Wu Xian wanted to sell the pearl hairpin at the local pawnshop, so that old man Li would have money for medical treatment. Very disdainful, as for that yellow-haired girl, Wu Xian really couldn't subdue that girl when she grew up, and Wu Xian didn't have this idea, so he had to wait until the head of the beggar gang to make plans.

Wu Xian also asked old man Li why he only took food and clothing but not jewelry in his family's house. Although old man Li looked sloppy and behaved very strangely, he always guarded the door in his heart. After passing through a city and county, the family was quite prosperous. Later, the Yuan Dynasty invaded and looted homes, burned, killed and looted. Old man Li's family was in decline.

I don’t know which year, old man Li was empty and had no money. It happened that there was a local gentry oppressing the people in the fish and meat village. Avalokitesvara came out at night, and within a few days, it was reported that the head of the noble gentry died in a fit of anger and vomiting blood. He had no children, and his wife and daughter could not keep the family property. After entering the brothel, it ended badly, so from then on, old man Li never dared to take jewelry, silver or gold again.

Old man Li glanced at the sky shrouded in white flowers and clouds, coughed and said: "The low clouds will not go away, the rain will not be long, it will rain, let's find a place to hide from the rain first." Wu Xian nodded, followed by old man Li walking behind.

Fortunately, there was a dilapidated house in the distance, the flames were ablaze inside, sparks were flying everywhere, and a few people from the rivers and lakes were drinking dirty wine and discussing the truth.

"I think Wudang Master Zhang lived a brilliant life, but he ended up losing face in his later years." Said the strong man with a big knife on his waist and walking in rough clothes. Seeing the arrival of old man Li and Wu Xian, he stopped talking and turned to the two. The man said: "Liu Kuang, I have heard for a long time that the noble gang is all over the world. I didn't believe it. I met the disciples of the Beggars' sect for several days in a row, and today I met the disciples of the Beggars' sect in a broken house in the rain. What a coincidence, haha."

The two men sitting together were a thin man with a long whip around his waist, and a scholar holding a judge's pen, they all bowed and sat aside.

Old man Li laughed, bowed one by one, then sat aside with Wu Xian, and said: "In this chaotic world, everyone can't afford to eat, so there is no reason why the disciples of the Beggar Clan are rare. There are people who are willing to be beggars, who suffer from wind, food, and desolation every day, and have no one to rely on."

"What you said is very true. These Mongolian Tartars treat our Han people like livestock, cattle and sheep, burning, killing, raping, and looting. They really want to eat their meat and sleep their skins." The strong and strong man gritted his teeth and said bitterly, and the other two The man nodded in agreement, his eyes full of fierceness.

"It's cold and wet right now. I'm afraid it's not easy to light a fire. If you two don't mind, come and sit together." Perhaps it was the old man Li's words that resonated, the scholar invited.

"I can't ask for it."

"You two, grandpa and grandson, are planning to go south to participate in the meeting of the head of the beggar gang?" the thin man said hoarsely. Good whip technique, and a hidden weapon technique.

"My grandson has only joined the Beggars' Gang for a year, and he has never seen a grand meeting of the Beggars' Gang. This time, if I show him his skills at the meeting and get the appreciation of the elders and high-level officials of the Beggars' Gang, it is better than suffering with me. How many miles." Old man Li looked at Wu Xian lovingly, and said to the crowd.

"I see that the little brother walks steadily and calmly, his complexion is full of radiance, his spirituality is extraordinary, and he has his own bearing. It seems that you, old beggar, will have a successful trip this time." The strong man patted Wu Xian on the shoulder and said with a big laugh.

"It would be great if this is the case. This kid is idle and idle all day. I only hope that he will have a skill in the future and be able to make a living. Don't be like the old beggar who is alone and widowed." The old beggar sighed, and then ate dry food Take a sip of sour wine.

Old man Li and the others were gossiping about their daily routines, while Wu Xian ate a flatbread of coarse wheat and listened to everyone talking.

After discussing, everyone talked about the anecdotes of today's rivers and lakes, "Since Zhang Wuxia came back from crossing the sea with his wife and children last year, this peaceful rivers and lakes have been disturbed again. In Wudang, there was Yu Sanxia who had all his limbs broken and his meridians. Last year, Zhang Cuishan and his wife refused to disclose the golden lion king Xie Xun in order to keep their loyalty. They were forced to commit suicide on Zhang Zhenren's [-]th birthday. His son, Zhang Wuji, went to Shaolin Temple to seek magical powers to heal his illness, but was rejected and humiliated, it can be said that he lost his wisdom in his later years."

"The Shaolin Temple is not a thing. The monks are merciful, but they adhere to the views of the sect and refuse to save people. They are really monks." It was what the white-faced scholar said. And his friend was rescued by Zhang Songxi, the Four Heroes of Wudang, so he angrily defended Wudang.

Everyone sighed, Master Zhang of Wudang is the hope of Mount Tai and Beidou, one of the most noble and righteous people in the world, who knows that he has to bear the pain of losing his disciples and grandchildren in his later years, it is really sad and deplorable.

Wu Xian listened silently, but he thought in his heart: Although Zhang Wuji has suffered a lot, his life is soaring, Wu Xian may not be envious of other magical skills, but Wu Xian is very envious of the Nine Suns Manual Tight, able to resist, fight and resist poison, these are all equipped to walk the rivers and lakes, so what are you afraid of.

Wu Xian even wanted to go to Kunlun to look for the Nine Suns Scripture after the Mahayana of Qinggong. Thinking about Zhang Wuji's deep inner strength after learning the Nine Suns Mahayana, it can be said that few people can match it, and Zhang Wuji can learn any martial arts quickly. There is a huge relationship.

In fact, what Wu Xian envied the most was his deep internal strength and high resistance to poison. No matter how powerful you are in the world, no matter how powerful you are, you can't resist the poison that devours the heart.

Among Yitian, the masters of the six major sects were given Shixiangruanjinsan, and all of them were captured.

In Tianlong Babu, Murong Fu used the sad crisp breeze to fascinate all the beggars in the apricot forest.

The methods of using poison are so strange that it is really difficult to prevent. Food, drinking water, hidden weapons, and even the air they breathe may be poisoned. The Mingjiao people in Green Willow Villa were poisoned by Zhao Min without knowing it. Wu Xian can I don't want to be poisoned by others, and then my life will be over, so Wu Xian will definitely fight for this Nine Suns Magical Skill when the Lightness Kungfu is complete.

(End of this chapter)